Goody Friday at work, which meant I pretty much just ate bagels and worked out all day. I dosed up when I got home, but something (else) is now wrong with my computer, and the screen isn't working. I talked to FHA, Tim, and Justin on the phone. FHA is in LA at a bookstore, so I asked him to get any used copies of The Last Unicorn they had. Tim needs to borrow more money, but less than the amount he'd previously asked for. I took the opportunity to ask him for help getting my life/apartment together. Justin was just very late giving an unneeded response to a previous message, but high me thought it was a new message and called him anyway.
My comment about the last unicorn led to a whole discussion with a friend about it, was a reminder that I'm overdue to read it, and opened up some darker topics. Again, I'm very very lucky that none of my bullshit has really fucked me over. Spent the rest of the night reading next to Lady Miss Friday, which honestly is not a terrible way to spend Friday.
My comment about the last unicorn led to a whole discussion with a friend about it, was a reminder that I'm overdue to read it, and opened up some darker topics. Again, I'm very very lucky that none of my bullshit has really fucked me over. Spent the rest of the night reading next to Lady Miss Friday, which honestly is not a terrible way to spend Friday.